Away from home

I'm a home body.  I never want to be away from home.

But when it's time to golf, and to drive, and to see what's out there, we get in our little sports car and head down the road.

And when we get there, I like it.  Not right away, but when the rain stops and the cold stops, and we turn a corner to find sunshine forever, I like it.

And I'm good with it right away.  We find a place that's liveable, and different, and has 2 burners, and a frig, so we can stay home of an evening and cook a steak or lamb chops or salmon fillets, or an omelet and next morning have some really good toast with really good peanut butter.  It doesn't take a lot, you know, for happiness.  It doesn't take a lot.  Just a friendly room where hot water flows when you need it, and the bed is big and soft, and a little fireplace burns brightly for cocktail time, and we can get those burners going and we're in charge.  We love doing lunch, though.  We like to go out for lunch. Here's my favorite lunch.  A good restaurant.  A good menu.  And places to see before lunch and shopping to do after lunch - fun shopping in neat little spots not seen before.  

I miss the things we all love about home.  I miss my own bathroom.  My bedroom.  My piano.  My walks on the ocean.  My favorite fish and chip place.  My dance exercise routines.  My birds.  My views that change from day to day - all the things that make a home a home.  But there's a lot to be said for a little journey now and then.  And every time we leave home, we come back with a sense of awe about the world and all that's out there.